When he was 17, David Hogg was sitting in an Environmental Science class at Marjorie Stoneman Douglas High School in Parkland, Florida when gunshots rang out. He and other students hid in a closet, and he recorded the shooting on

My friend Howard Bragman died on Saturday night. The morning news reports hailed him as a public relations titan and noted his prowess in the field. They gave his age – 66 – and the cause of death as leukemia.

Last night, watching President Biden’s State of the Union Address, I thought often about Tyre Nichols’ parents. When they walked in, I thought about what it took for them to step again into the spotlight as they wrestle with the

In 2016, when I moved my support group, Beyond Alzheimer’s, out of one hospital and into another, a doctor at the hospital I was leaving said, “Alzheimer’s is the least profitable area of medicine.” Sadly, I wasn’t shocked by his

A neighbor of mine, who has Alzheimer’s and lives with caregivers, whose family members visit frequently, loves Christmas lights. One strand of lights is left up all year long so she can look out the window and see them, but

Those who knew Stephen ‘tWitch’ Boss, and those who didn’t, were stunned by the news of his suicide. Nothing in his public persona – the dancer, the entertainer, the man with a wide smile and eyes that shone – gave

I wasn’t going to write anything about Harry and Meghan’s Netflix documentary, in part because I didn’t want to dredge up my own history of indiscriminately going public with family issues (indiscriminately being the operative word there.) But after seeing

Recently, I stood at my back door as my new neighbor, who has been doing construction on his house for a year, informed me that a property line survey showed that the pathway which has been the access to my

In 1967, my father, then Governor of California, knelt in prayer with his pastor Reverend Donn Moomaw, asking God for guidance on the death penalty case that was before him. Aaron Mitchell had shot and killed a police officer during

Sunday afternoon I went to sit in my backyard and read, but the words I wanted to read were not the ones that would stick with me. At the house behind me, the young boy, around 12 or 13, had